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Up at the crack of midday.

Mum in the kitchen in her apron making breakfast for us all. Oh no, sorry, I was just imagining being part of a proper family where that sort of thing happens. In Nicolson land the M and D are still in bed, even Libby was in there with them. I tried to get her to come into bed with me last night but she hit me and said, “No, bad boy, I go with Big Uggy!” (That’s what she calls Dad– Big Uggy.) Angus was somewhere with the sex kitten and I was just…alone in my room. In my bed of pain. Because my ankle still hurt, not that anyone cared. Very, very alone as usual.

As alone as a…er…an elk.

You never see elks largeing it up with other elks, do you? They are always on their own, just on a mountain. Alone.

Ah well, I decided to take a Buddhist viewpoint and just be happy that everyone else is happy…